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Remus J Lupin
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2012-01-31 05:43 am (UTC)
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Maybe Sirius had the instincts of a dog, but Harry still had the instincts of a wizard.
"STUPIFY!" he bellowed, flinging a spell at the great black beast, the looming figure lit by moonlight still several yards ahead of him.
(Moonlight. Werewolf. Padfoot. Family. Lupin. The pieces clicked into place as his feet beat a straight path along the soft earth.)
He was out of practice. The spell grazed the great beast's shoulder, glancing off the tough, magical hide.
"CONFRIGO!" he shouted with a slashing motion, all the closer now, all the less likely to miss.
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Date: 2012-01-31 05:43 am (UTC)"STUPIFY!" he bellowed, flinging a spell at the great black beast, the looming figure lit by moonlight still several yards ahead of him.
(Moonlight. Werewolf. Padfoot. Family. Lupin. The pieces clicked into place as his feet beat a straight path along the soft earth.)
He was out of practice. The spell grazed the great beast's shoulder, glancing off the tough, magical hide.
"CONFRIGO!" he shouted with a slashing motion, all the closer now, all the less likely to miss.